Greyloch was once a beautifully wrought place of white-washed stone and finely hewn pearl. Today it sits half submerged under the Sea of Sorrow. Every year it falls just a bit deeper below the surface, a dying memory in the golden age of Midveren. The city still functions and is frequented by explorers and sages who wish to glimpse its wonders before it is gone forever. Those who call the place home are mostly humble fisher-folk and pearl divers.